The bag that we bought went stale because, surprise, surprise, my kids wouldn't eat them. So I took the stale bag of veggie straws and dumped them into my chicken coop.
For anyone who doesn't know about chickens, they will pretty much eat anything. If I put rotten banana peals into a pile of their own poop they'll eat it. (Gross I know)
Well as you may have guessed, in the morning the veggie straws were still on the ground in the coop.
While you may think that is the end, there is more. I still had a large unopened bag of veggie straws, given to me by my friend, and I knew I couldn't feed them to my kids, or to my chickens. So I took them to the youth group where I volunteer and fed them to the young men.
Moral of the story: Don't kiss boys in High School, you don't know what they've put in their mouths. (Yuck!)